Querulous Poems - Poems about Querulous

( A university-life vignette) It’s Saturday morning. Lisa, Leong and I were in the common area, lazing about. “This is what happened to us (Lisa and I) last night.” I said, beginning to explain last night's trauma to Leong. “We were at the event and it was dead and empty—there was just another couple there. It...

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Is the urge to create innate or a passing mist, quirk of fate, doomed to die, as we wingless fly, in dream waves that will soon abate? Questions: what, where, when how and why spurred by mind, lets not bliss draw nigh, shrouding soul’s light, caged in within, ego spawned urge, which we decry....

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It's shadowed in darkness, growling like a hound Creeping about, whispering as it slithers around Begging for attention, for it desires to be found Silence is loud when its echoes continually resound Behold, it comes masked, disguised in these places Preying on the gullible ones with innocent faces Cajoling as a lover would to gain their good graces Offering false humility with...

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Today I am querulous my foot taps a rhythmless tattoo my fingers roam unfulfilled this bolus of undetermined want slides down my throat, invertebrate, lodging in my stomach dull, as a faint scratching on a prison wall, carving out the days heavy, as a stone unquarried and uncut, the sculptor indecisive, reluctant to take up his chisel some indeterminate unfixed need slithers, struggles for expression through restive...

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The curtain slowly rises...the audience is spell-bound by the appearance of royalty Act 1, Scene 1 King Henry VIII: O adored wife, you never drew another man to your breasts; have I loved you more or less? King Henry VIII: O voluptuous lips that have kissed mine, when roses spurred to greatness, is your trust in me flimsy or fortified? Queens Katherine: Why are...

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What is the reason for thoughts coming to mind; most if which foment the feeling of being left behind on an island of bewilderment,longing for the extrinsic things in life that leave the heart to beseech God in such a humble manner as to:are these the facets that my soul needs to thrive? Is it so true that all sustaining here...

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Querulous Shoe I'm all worn out. Would you look at my heel? She leaves pieces of me all over this campus. Whoever bricked the walkway did not consider the ...

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